Luyện nghe bài hát Bustopher Jones

Bustopher Jones is not and bones
In fact, remarkably fat
He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine
For he's the St. Street cat!
He's the cat we all greet as we down the street
In his of fastidious black
No mousers have such well cut trousers
Or such an back

In the whole of St. James's the smartest of is
The of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or to
By Jones in white spats

My visits are occasional to the educational
And it is against the
For any one cat to both to that
And the Joint Schools
For a similar reason, game is in season
I'm found, not at Fox's, but
I am seen at the gay Stage and Screen
Which is famous for winkles and

In the season of venison I give my
To the Pothunter's succulent
And just before noon's not a moment too
To drop in for a drink at the
I'm seen in a hurry there's probably curry
At the or at the Glutton
When I full of gloom then I've lunched at the Tomb
On cabbage, rice pudding and

In the whole of St. James's the smartest of is
The name of this of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or to
By Bustopher in white spats

So much in this way passes day
At one club or another found
It can be no surprise under our eyes
He has unmistakably round

He's a twenty-five

Or I am a

And he's on weight every day

But I'm so preserved because I've observed
All my a routine and I'd say
I am in my prime, I shall last out my time

That's the word this stoutest of cats

It must and it be spring in Pall Mall
While Bustopher Jones white
Bustopher wears white
Bustopher wears white spats!